Addictions are simple and sweet at first
You’d barely know they exist or smell
They are calm but raging… more like a burning fire or a calling.
Once caught up in the act, she holds you in her claws.
Fulfilling her task of becoming your flaws and downfall.
You either drop or keep up.
It’s more like a game but it isn’t a fair one.
We are all addicts, for even the air we breathe is an addiction.
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